A/N: Whaaat? PerkyGoth14 has written a Batman fan fic? As dark natured as I am, I'm a bit surprised myself to see that I have this as a fan fiction submission. I'd put more Rocky Horror fan fics, but due to a bad reputation I have with that category these days, I don't wanna talk about it, if you wanna know more PM me and maybe I'll talk to you about it, I just don't like to talk about it in public much. I'm just very sorry for doing it. However, I do a lot of RPs with the user AnnaleaseTurner who has become a real good friend of mine and Batman was one of them. We did this one around May, she had her OC as the child between the Joker and Harley Quinn and she made an OC for me named Demi. She owns both OCs, but I did some of Demi's character traits since I 'adopted' the OC. Please read & review and if you're wondering why I have so many new fan fic releases, its AnnaleaseTurner, she's a dear friend of mine and keeps me on my feet when good times are sinking through the cracks of depression into bad days. Please no flames, but I'd appreciate it if you'd all read & review while you follow or fave this story into your collection.

It was a normal bleak day in Gotham. However it starts, not from in the city, but slightly out of it. This place was Arkham Asylum. In the recreational room the group of most dangerous criminals, or The Rogues, were all enjoying their free time. In the corner, next to two guards and in a straight jacket, was a young woman. She has red hair in pigtails and brown eyes. Her lips were a blood-red and her pallor was almost sickly White. She was pouting and using her feet to flick paper at the guards, having been given some pictures to look at.

The two guards were slowly getting annoyed. Neither had noticed the girl by the tv. The Joker and Harley Quinn were both watching the girls. Joker was watching the girl in the corner while Harley was watching the girl by the TV.

"Harls, our girl is a chip off the old block." the Joker muttered to her, grinning.

"Right, takes after you." Harley laughed, nervously, but assuringly.

The girl focused hard on the TV and did what she could to get a decent picture. She even hit the top of it in aggravation, feeling there was little to no avail.

The girl in the corner stuck out her Tongue and aimed one last paper ball at one of the guards' heads. She giggled as it hit him in the face as he turned "Straight in the face!" she giggled and then pretended to be upset, "It was meant to hit your head, not your face!" she told him. Her voice was high-pitched and childish, slightly more so than Harley's.

The guard growled and hoisted her up by the back of the straitjacket. "You've earned yourself extra time in therapy" he growled.

Joker scowled as the guard bothered his daughter just for her little joke. "Harls I've come up with a plan, I'll need you to stay here though, after I tell you the plan." he muttered. He knew what therapy could mean and was going to pay back those who were involved.

The other guard noticed the other girl messing with the tv and went to stop her. "Get away from the electrical device." he warned her.

"You want me to stay away?" the girl turned, holding the TV antenna with it still zapping with static electricity then she came to a guard to electrocute him.

"This isn't gonna hurt, is it?" Harley sounded nervous of last time he had a plan involving her, she wound up getting hurt.

The Joker let out his usual laugh freezing most of the people, as it still freaked them out. "That's a good one," he said. He then settled down and smirked at Harley. "Not this time Harls, I'm going to break out and let myself be recaptured, but by the time I'm recaptured I need you to have the place ready to be ruled by me, Dr. Young has been working on something very interesting," he told her quietly. Only loud enough for them both (himself and Harley) to hear.

"What of the girls?" Harley asked.

Sara heard what the other girl said and giggled sweetly. "What a shocker!" she giggled, her voice sounding sweet.

The guard holding Sara put her down and went to help restrain Demi. "You have extra therapy too!" he told her.

The guard who was originally going to get Demi fell to the floor from the shock.

Demi laughed wickedly from the impact, and grunted as she was restrained. "What a sore loser!"

Sara giggled. "He sure is sore now!" she said with a burst of laughter.

The guard moved Demi towards the therapy room. Another two came, one taking the fallen guard away. And the other moving Sara and following the guard holding Demi.

Joker looked at her. "I'll probably take them with me, they could be useful." he said.

Demi hissed as she was being taken to the therapy room. No way she was going to let the guards do this to her. She was rather normal at first when she was an electrician, but something had changed her. Sara just giggled not able to do much until she could get out of the straightjacket. She however started to sober as they got closer to the therapy room. The guards smirked.

"I take no prisoners!" Demi rambled as she was escorted out.

Sara burst into giggles again.

"What about me?" Harley frowned a bit.

Joker patted her cheek, in his own caring way, though it was a little rougher than most would do, and gave a smile. "I need you to prepare this place so I can take over and use everyone to destroy Batman." he told her, still quietly.

Harley winced slightly once he had touched her, but smiled a little bit. She wanted to make sure he knew that she was still up for doing whatever he would tell her to do as instructed. "Okay, Mr. J!"

"Good girl." the Joker said. When they had to return to their cells, he was oddly complaint.

"Yes, of course." Harley nodded, obediently.

The Joker was grinning crazily though, even though he was being complaint as the Rogues, himself included, were put in their cells. He waited to bide his time, he had to time it perfectly to escape, but needed the girls to be returned first.

Harley sat in her own cell and stared into space, imaging a window that would be able to allow them to escape. But there were none. The area had no windows about as this is a very high security mental asylum/prison.

The guards stopped just a moment as they heard something. They smirked "Well girls, you have a nice surprise waiting for you." one taunted them.

Demi looked deadpan as usual, then put on a goofy face trying to sound like a foolish child. "IS IT A PUPPY!?"

"Ooh, puppy!" Sara exclaimed, as childlike as she was.

The guards sobered up. "Just shut up." the main guard said.

When they reached the therapy room they were shoved inside roughly. The room was only lit over a table and chairs where the girls could sit. Demi laughed wickedly with Sara, even if they were in pain from the rough aggression forced on them to do as told. They sat together.

Sara started to belt out an annoying nursery rhyme thinking to annoy the workers behind the mirror glass.

One of the shadows in the room moved before the lights came on and Batman was in front of the girls.

"Giant flying bat!" Demi gasped at the sight of Batman.

"BATSY!" Sara half-squealed. She had obviously been hanging around her father again when she could.

Batman didn't bat an eyelash at the shout or squeal. "I have been told about what has happened here, and myself and my friend have decided to get you into a program that should help you better." he said in his normal raspy voice. He thought that this place was no good environment for the girls, maybe if they were taken away from the influences they would become good upstanding citizens.

"We don't need help," Demi snorted slightly. "We don't have problems... We're just ECCENTRIC!" she grinned, slightly terrifying, but not as overwhelming as the Joker.

Sara yelped at Demi's grin. She then managed to jump up and climbed up onto Batman's shoulders "Don't pull that face... Papa J pulls that face..." she whimpered from her new vantage point.

Batman's jaw twitched in annoyance. He then did some fancy fight work to get Sara off his shoulders and subdued so not to do it again. "Either way it's going to happen, Bruce Wayne has already agreed and Dr. Strange and Mr. Arkham have decided it would be best for you both." he rasped.

"You mad?" Demi giggled at Sara. She looked back at the just as dark as the city hero of Gotham. "What would be best for us? You don't know me!"

Sara gave a sheepish giggle from where she was hanging from a batarang in the wall. "He knows Papa J."

Batman looked straight on into Demi's face. "I know more than you think." he said calmly. He then reached for a special spray from his utility belt. He was told to sneak the girls out due to the other Rogues, they'd cause a fuss.

"Okay, whatya want?" Demi sounded impatient with him, edgy from the electric sparks earlier.

Sara giggled and kicked her legs happily as her feet didn't touch the ground. "On the top of spaghetti all covered in cheese, I lost my poor meatball!" she started to sing, off tune however. No one could guess under her childishness was a calculating part, she herself barely knew about it until that part of her controlled her actions.

Demi glanced at Sara, and rolled her eyes. She then suddenly grunted, feeling faint. her eyes lolled back into her head and she fell like a stone to the floor at Batman's feet.

Sara seemed to fall unconscious too. She was removed from the wall and slung over Batman's shoulder while Demi was too.

Batman had cuffed Demi before picking her up just incase she woke up. He, with the help of Strange and Arkham, got them out and too the Batmobile. He kept the straightjacket on Sara incase she also woke up, when she was 'in the mood' she could be worse than her father and mother combined. He drove them to Wayne Manor.

Demi and Sara mumbled in their unconscious state. Everything was a blur of what happened before until they would wake up.

"Welcome home." a posh voice greeted while the girls heard fading in the background before they really woke up.

When the girls woke up each found themselves in a respective room. The rooms were tailored so there were no triggers for each girl. Demi's room only had battery charged things, so there was no electricity, the colors were a calming light green with darker green accents. Sara's was a lavender color with blue bedding. Each girl had an outfit with a note pinned to it.

'Master Bruce picked these out for you, breakfast is at 9:00 am and I will fetch you then.

Alfred Pennyworth' the notes read.

Demi murmured at her new surroundings. She looked around for electrical wiring, but found none. She picked up the new clothes and carefully examined the outfit. She looked around wondering what to do and decided to make herself comfortable. She didn't like it so far, but it was a rather nice, expensive looking background, so maybe she could settle and adjust. She only wondered how Sara was and what she could be up to, probably the same thing as she saw a note written by Alfred.

Sara blinked and got changed. She looked at herself to see what she looked like. She stuck out her tongue. She then searched the room top to bottom to find her own stuff. She only found some figurines of dancers on the vanity. She looked around at the colors as well, there was no green and the only purple was lavender which was way to light for her taste. She let out a loud frustrated cry.

Bruce was working out in his gym with Richard 'Dick' Grayson before breakfast. Both stopped when they heard the cry. Bruce becoming a little more grim in look after hearing it.

Demi walked all around her new home. "Hello? Anybody home?" she called, feeling insecure, but ready to lash out at anyone she would get a chance with.

Bruce came out of the gym. He had a towel around his shoulders "Hi, you must be Demi, I'm Bruce Wayne." he said, holding out a hand to be shook.

A/N: Yes guys, some things never change, a cliffhanger chapter end FEAR ME :3